THE INDIA OF MY DREAMS
Our India has roads and railways for miles n miles
Through grasslands, plateus, river banks, mountains n isles
Seeds if we plant; n trees grow to avenues form, on roads all main.
If corporates all, big and small, trees do plant n maintain;
An orchard huge, our country can become; hunger surely vanish will.
Then, miles of boulevards n avenues have we can; fruits will all over spill.
Railway lines for miles, can local trees grow, curry leaves, figs, drumsticks, sugar cane.
School children n unemployed youth can them water, to some incentives gain.
Corporates all, Tata, Godrej, Wadia can advertise their name, under "maintained by"
Imagine luscious mangoes, chickoos, guavas, oranges; needn't we then buy
Flowers, fruits, vegetables export we can; also wood we can, have in ample
Can some corporate come forward, select an area; & at least lay out a sample.
Imagine this beautiful Motherland of ours; loaded with fruit laden trees;
I am a dreamer, but if turns this to reality; we can have oxygen, food, shade n cool breeze.
Armin Dutia Motashaw
